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Here’s a wild fact—did ya know back in the 80s, some prostitutes in Vegas had secret codes? Like, they’d flash a light twice if the cops were near. Sneaky, huh? Anyway, this gal, she’s all business, tellin’ me her rate—50 bucks! I’m like, “50? For what, a ride to Valhalla?” She rolls her eyes, says, “Take it or leave it, slick.” Man, that pissed me off—50 bucks for 10 minutes? I coulda bought pizza AND a beer! But damn, she’s hot, so I’m torn, ya know?

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Now, speaking of my work—as a counselor who’s seen the wild spectrum of human emotions—I find that these streets have a way of inspiring growth. I often meet women in the cozy little café on Sunset Blvd. They share their deepest stuff with me and it reminds me of scenes out of Brokeback Mountain; "I wish I knew how to quit you" kinda feels like the silent battles people fight here. But then, like, sometimes you find their resilience, which is just awe-inspiring. R2-D2, where are you?! Seriously, the way these souls fight their own battles is so moving.

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